"What a pain. You only bothered sending me out here, then washed your hands of it. Help me carry the child—I've been running for so long, I'm exhausted to death." Haruhi handed the thoroughly ashamed Sheele over to the Shadow Clone.
"Sheele?"
The instant Tatsumi saw little Sheele, he froze for a moment and asked instinctively.
"Huh? It's me."
"What?!" Lubbock immediately cried out, disbelief written all over his face. "You're not dead? Ugh! That hurts!"
The moment he finished speaking, Leone punched him flying. She shot Lubbock a vicious glare. "What nonsense are you spouting?!"
"Mm, I was fortunate enough to be saved. Mine is fine too, but when things got chaotic, I don't know where she ran off to." Sheele spoke with a smile. "Thank you for worrying about us."
"Is that so? Come to think of it, everyone was heartbroken for quite a while because of you two. While you were gone, Bulat also... Ah, never mind that. Is your body all right? Something about you doesn't look right." Leone forced a smile and waved a hand, having noticed that Sheele had not moved at all since the beginning.
"My arms and legs have a few problems. It's all right—being alive is already fortunate enough." Sheele shook her head to show that there was no need to worry. More than that, she was worried about the missing Mine. Things were chaotic here, and Mine had disappeared too. Who knew where she had run off to... "Yo! What good luck. You're here too." As they talked, a familiar voice suddenly rang out. Tatsumi scratched his head. If he had not heard wrong, then... he looked at the Shadow Clone standing nearby. All right... that was probably another one of his clones. Hey! Just how many clones did this